• I love you plastic gold
    Your charm never will get old
    I'll follow like your fool
    Because your heart makes me feel cool
    All the thoughts inside your head
    And the things that you have said
    How your legs will never fold
    I love you plastic gold.

    Now she's coming
    Things get bad
    Now she's coming
    Eyes turn red
    Now she's coming
    Days turn night
    Now she's coming
    Time to fight
    Now she's coming

    I love you plastic gold
    And your hand I want to hold
    At every new fad scene
    With your skin an orange gleam
    And your head an empty weave
    All your friends will want to leave
    All the secrets they were told
    I love you plastic gold.